Putting aside the thought that the coming of fall inevitably means the Pennsylvania winter will follow, I rejoice in the coming of my favorite season.
Even though I lived in Florida for nearly twelve years, I’ve never been a girl who loved the heat. The chill in the air that comes with crisp fall nights reminds me of so much of my childhood–going back to school, trick or treating, visits to grandmother’s house (though it was over the highways and across the lake, rather than the river and the woods).
Some of the best days of my life were those last weeks of September every year when college re-convened. I loved that new-found independence and the variety of learning opportunities. I’ve often thought if I were independently wealthy, I’d go to college every fall. And write more books, of course.
A few years ago, at this time of year, I had the privilege of being out on Margie Lawson’s Colorado mountain with a group of talented ladies during one of her Deep Immersion classes. Colorado is sensational in the fall. The lessons I learned in that time have been very special to me, and I’ve gone on to write and have published fourteen novels since then.
Another year at this time, I drove with my sister along the Blue Ridge Parkway in Virginia and North Carolina. Every turn we came around revealed even more spectacular vistas. It is truly one of the best scenic drives in America.
It’s a sensory bit of splendor, this time of year. Apples baking, damp leaves on the forest floor, the glories of pumpkin, either–whether you like the salty goodness of fresh-roasted pumpkin seeds or spicy cinnamon breads or pies. The smell of wood burning, in your fireplace or at an outdoor bonfire. The crunch of feet running through a corn maze or across dried leaves. And who can deny the warm cozy pleasure of wearing that first thick sweater of the year?
We should all take time to experience everything this season can bring, and enjoy all the sights and tastes, the colorful changing of the leaves and the snap in the air. You never know how many more years you’ll get the chance to fall in love with fall all over again.